If you don't have a sword in your hand, use your hand!

"Cross Hands"!

Lu Sheng's palms turned into fists, his waist and horses were one, and a punch was blasted out.

Seeing this, Leng Xiong panicked, retreated under his feet, and begged for mercy:

"I throw in the towel! Lu Baihu is merciful! ”

Lu Sheng closed his fist and was stunned.

The basic "Cross Hands" has such a great deterrent power?

One punch out, the enemy's color changes?

Leng Xiong saw that his fist was withdrawn, and he was in a cold sweat, for fear of being killed by a punch.

The Tibetan Sword Division is well known to have superb fist skills, and one punch can penetrate ten inches into the body of a dummy made of fine iron!

If he was still in the Cave Ming Realm, he would have a chance to deal with it, but he was already in the Yaoguang Realm.

With such a terrifying punch, if you are hit by a punch, there will definitely be a hole in your body.

Without a blade, how dare you compete with Lu Sheng.

"Concession."

Lu Sheng smiled and clenched his fists.

Leng Xiong waved his hand again and again, and said:

"Don't dare, don't dare, Lu Baihu has a good boxing technique, no one in the Tibetan Sword Division knows, how can Leng be an opponent."

"How good am I at punching?"

Lu Sheng was stunned.

When did you become a boxer?

And everyone knows about the Tibetan Sword Division?

Don't......

Lu Sheng remembered the hole poked out with a gun on the practice dummy.

It seems that everyone thinks that it is a boxing technique.

How can this be explained?

Seeing this, Leng Xiong smiled:

"The hundred households are really hidden, but it's right, when you play with those cunning people in the rivers and lakes, you have to hide some hole cards."

As he spoke, he went back to pick up his blade, raised the dagger, and said with a smile:

"My dagger, I've seen it before, it's dead."

Hearing this, Lu Sheng simply smiled and said nothing.

"Punching" becomes a hole card, which seems to be good.

After retracting his blade, he glanced at the people in the courtyard, their eyes stayed on Leng Xiong, and asked:

"Mr. Leng Qi, I won the competition, right?"

He felt that Leng Xiong would do what he said.

This question is to remind the other general flags to be obedient in the future.

The cold male tiger has a bear waist on his back, seems to have developed limbs, and is simple-minded, but in fact he is thoughtful.

As soon as he heard it, he understood the meaning.

Then he patted his chest and promised:

"Don't worry, my Leng Xiong is a good man, you won today, and I will wait for only my lord in the future, and the horse will look forward!"

After saying that, the leopard's eyes froze, stared at the other eight general flags, and asked:

"Am I right, is there a problem?"

The eight general flags trembled all over, and they all bowed their heads, not daring to disobey.

Leng Xiong is the strongest and most senior among the nine general flags, and among the nine, he has the absolute right to speak.

After he served Lu Sheng, he naturally had to beat a few people, so as not to block Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng looked approvingly.

Leng Xiong is still reliable.

At least, it is much more reliable than Wu Hai and Hu Wei.

"You are well prepared, and after a while, there will be action."

After some advice, Lu Sheng turned around and left.

In the courtyard, Leng Xiong and other nine general flags were left.

Seeing Lu Sheng leaving, the general banner with bad intentions came to Leng Xiong's side and encouraged:

"Brother Leng, that Lu Sheng is young, how can he afford to test a hundred households, he only has two small flags under him, as long as Brother Leng is willing, I will respect you as a hundred households!"

The rest of the general flags, some of them frowned, and some of them were eager to try.

"Humph!"

Leng Xiong snorted coldly, his leopard eyes were round, and he stared at the instigated general banner, and shouted:

"Cunning scoundrel! How can I be a man of my word! Who dares to disobey Lord Lu, don't blame Leng for ignoring the friendship of colleagues! ”

With that, he lifted the hammer and slammed it on the ground, setting off a burst of flying ash.

The general banner who instigated him was terrified and hurriedly said:

"Brother Leng, don't be angry, I will definitely listen to Lord Lu's orders."

The rest of the general flags bowed their heads one after another, indicating that they would listen to Lu Sheng's orders.

Lu Sheng, who left the courtyard, did not leave, but eavesdropped outside the courtyard wall.

I was sure that the general flag under my command would not have two hearts, so I left with confidence.

It's not that he can't believe Leng Xiong.

You can't have the heart to hurt others, and you can't have the heart to defend people.

Especially the nine general flags in the courtyard, for a long time, will be under their command.

Fortunately, Leng Xiong can still suppress them.

When they break through the Open Yang Realm, they won't be able to set off the wind and waves.

After leaving with peace of mind, Lu Sheng came to the arsenal.

"Tibetan Sword Division, the new test hundred households Lu Sheng, Yaoguang Realm cultivation, come to choose martial arts!"

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It's the favorability of the mysterious man again......

Yaoguang Realm, even unable to know the name of the other party.

How strong is the existence of the Guarding Arsenal?

The doors of the arsenal were closed and showed no sign of opening.

Lu Sheng was puzzled.

What's going on? Why is the arsenal not open?

At this moment, a dark shadow appeared in front of him.

Lu Sheng was vigilant and raised his hand to draw his sword.

Correct.

A flower in front of me, feet are already in the air.

Before his hand touched the hilt of the sword, he blinked his eyes and was once again grounded.

"It's so fast......"

Lu Sheng's heart is cold.

The chill emerged from the soles of the feet, wandering all over the body, goosebumps, and appeared in patches.

This feeling, to describe it as creepy, is not an exaggeration.

At this time, the environment is no longer in front of the arsenal.

Looking at the surroundings, it seems to be an attic, very simple, undecorated, full of rice paper, messy.

The highest point, even piled up to the attic ceiling.

Through the gap in the pile of papers, I can vaguely see a dirty futon.

On the futon sat a well-haired old man, his clothes in tatters, his head hanging down, as if he was not breathing.

"Could it be...... Is this old man who brought me here? ”

Lu Sheng looked at Lao Suo's back and was puzzled.

In the attic, there was no one else except Lao Suo.

If Lao Suo didn't bring him here, who else could it be?

"Senpai?"

Lu Sheng cautiously shouted tentatively.

Correct.

Lao Su didn't react at all, he couldn't even hear the sound of breathing, as if he was dead.

Lu Sheng was stunned and shouted again: "Senior? Predecessor?! ”

"What about the soul? I can't take a nap, I'm dead! ”

Lao Suo turned his back to Lu Sheng, held a pen in his hand, and raised his head and roared.

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The sudden hint of favor made Lu Sheng stunned.

The old man in front of him is the mysterious defender of the arsenal?

This attic, is the top of the arsenal?

In the blink of an eye, he brought himself from outside the gate on the first floor of the arsenal to the top of the arsenal......

What kind of realm can be so powerful?

It's just that...... What did the Arsenal Keeper mean by bringing himself here?

Lu Sheng looked at Lao Suo's back and wanted to ask, but he didn't dare to ask.

Fang Cai's favor has declined, if he says the wrong thing again, can he bear it with a slap?

The answer is definitely no.

Lu Sheng didn't speak, and Lao Suo lowered his head again, as if he was napping again.

Time passed bit by bit, and before I knew it, it was dusk.

During this time, Lu Sheng seemed to hear that there was a person at the sticky pole, shouting below, asking to enter the arsenal.

But Lao Suo remained motionless.

This made him wonder who controlled the arsenal gate.

Night is falling.

It was pitch black in the attic, and you couldn't see your fingers.

In the dark environment, Lu Sheng stood still, a little sleepy, and forced himself to open his eyes and wait for Lao Suo to wake up.

During the day, it was okay, but looking at the rice paper on the ground for writing and drawing, I thought it was fun.

On those rice papers, it seems to be martial arts and internal strength.

It's a pity that they are all crumpled into a ball.

Otherwise, if you see the whole article, maybe the system will prompt you to learn what martial arts or internal skills.

It's a pity that I don't dare to act rashly for fear of angering the big guy!

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The message prompt appeared, and Lu Sheng was shocked.

The unfathomable old man...... Wake up!